Don’t Like You
Ian expressionlessly sat down, picked up a glass of wine, and took a large sip, completely ignoring
Yvette’s words. The delicate girl who arrived after Ian froze when she heard those words. She looked
dejected.
“You have other girlfriends? Didn't you say that you'd only be devoted to one person?”
Yvette and Nicole were slightly dumbfounded and could not help but look at Ian.
Ian looked listless and speechless.
The delicate girl was just about to open her mouth to question Ian again when she suddenly saw
Nicole’s playful gaze staring at her.
The girl turned slightly pale, and her body swayed. She inexplicably felt a little guilty as she averted her
gaze.
At that moment, the girl did not know what to say.
Ian sat there and felt a little annoyed. He turned his head slightly to the side and said in an aggressive
tone, “Can you stop pestering me? Haven't I made it clear enough? I don't like you at all, and I didn’t do
anything to you, so stop hanging around in front of me!”
The delicate girl regained some sense and looked at Ian aggrievedly.
“But you didn’t say that in the beginning. You said that I was different from other girls!”
Ian laughed. “You are different. Other girls aren't as thick-skinned as you! You're like a piece of gum
stuck to my shoe that I can’t even shake off!”
The girl seemed offended. Fora moment, her face turned hideously pale. However, she still did not
leave.
At that moment, Nicole admired that girl's determination.
If it were someone else, they would have left before they got slapped, but this girl was still standing
firmly here. A lot of people around them started to look over.
Nicole finally understood this girl’s purpose.
This girl was not even a D-lister, so the best way for her to become famous was to hitch a ride on a
famous person. Her motive would have been achieved if she rode on their wave.
Julie coughed.
“Carter, why don’t you step out to take care of your private affairs? There are so many people watching,
so they'll definitely start to gossip!”
Ian looked away in frustration. “I don’t want to be alone with her!”
Lest he gets accused of something that he did not do.
Ian had never met such a difficult woman.
He really regretted having met her in the first place.
The delicate girl stood there stubbornly. “I'm not leaving. I want an explanation! How can you say that
about me? I thought that you were different from the others, but you're so disrespectful to women!” Ian
helplessly scratched his hair.
His mood was completely ruined at his own birthday party.
Yvette, who was on the side, could not help but snort lightly.
“Don't even. He just doesn't like you, so don’t rope in other women. You don't represent the majority of
women, so don’t even try to talk about women’s rights!”
The girl did not have that attitude toward others.
“What's it got to do with you? This is between me and Ian!”
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